THREE - Daniel Ricciardo

Chapter 4 - Dinner & Driving

MATURE CONTENT WARNING

"Daniel" I moaned as his lips touched my neck, whilst I was fumbling about with the keys to let us into the house.

Swinging the door open, I pulled Daniel closer to me and slammed the door behind us, securing the lock.

I turned to face him once more before resuming the passion.

Daniel swiftly removed his jacket and let it pool onto the floor behind him. Guiding him through the house, my lips didn't remove from his as I walked backwards towards the living room, stopping as my thighs touched the arm of the sofa.

With Daniel's strong hands, he moved my skirt upwards, exposing my upper thighs and underwear. His fingers grazed my area.

Moaning into his lips, I could feel his smirk. He quickly moved my panties to the side and swirled his fingers in a circular motion.

With stifled moans, I leaned back, allowing him access to kiss my neck and exposed shoulders. He had done this before, it was too good.

Feeling his index and middle finger slip into me, I stifled a loud moan. I could feel Daniel's hot breath against my exposed skin as he continued to work his magic.

"Oh god," I screamed as I began to climax, heat rushed through my body causing my leg to move up higher and tighten to his waist.

I exhaled sharply as Daniel's eyes met mine.

"I think you should go." I stuttered and pulled my skirt down to where it should've been.

Although I didn't regret what had just happened, I knew it was a mistake. The alcohol had started to wear off and I became...embarrassed?

"Oh, right, okay," Daniel moved away and ran his fingers through this hair and looked at me confused, "why?"

I pulled myself from leaning on the sofa and looked up as his soft brown eyes. He looked hurt.

"You know where the door is so you can show yourself out."

The taxi pulled up outside the restaurant where Daniel had asked to meet him. It was beautiful. Cherry blossom covered the outside door and twinkly fairy lights could be seen from outside.

I thanked the driver and stepped out of the car, making my way inside the venue. It was even more beautiful inside than out. The lighting remained relatively dark as the lights flicked and twinkled in the dimly lit rooms.

"I'm meeting Mr Ricciardo," I told the waitress as she smiled and led me to a table near the back of the restaurant.

Walking down the aisles of the dining area, I noticed Daniel at the table. He was dressed in a black button down and black jeans. His dark olive skin complimented his outfit and he looked...amazing.

"Hey," he smiled and gave me a gentle hug over the table. I smiled and greeted him as I sat down at the table. "You look lovely."

Smiling lightly, I tucked my hear behind my ears and pulled the chair closer to the table.

"I've ordered us some wine, but only one glass as I'm driving." He explained and I smiled. I don't know what to say to this man, he was making me so nervous.

"How's your day been?" I mustered the courage to speak as Daniel sipped from his glass. His hands were covered in large veins. Stop staring.

"It's been good," he began and placed his glass back down, "Lando and I had some interviews to do today and then we chilled at the beach."